The First Emperor already had a choice in mind.

Although the situation is not optimistic, he still calmly chooses to cooperate with Xia Wu and accept treatment.

As for decentralization? That's impossible.

This time, he gave up his immortality, chose the present, chosen, believed in Xia Wuhe, believed in Zhao Si.

Xia Wuhe did not say that there was no way to heal at all, nor was he helpless.

Although he could feel that Xia Wu was not very confident and that he was not very confident, Xiangrui had already arrived, and this time, the First Emperor believed that the destiny of heaven was in his own.

On the other side, Zhao Si was on his way to his home by car.

"Hey...... Wrote for a whole day, more than 2,000 words......" Inside the frame, Zhao Si sighed.

It took him a full day to write a maritime plan that satisfied him, and put it to the First Emperor, but he had already read it in a hurry.

Looking back, in my last life, I only cared about urging changes, but completely ignored the hardships of the author, and I only wrote 2,000 words.

Hurried home, I got off work early today, and it was not completely dark at the moment, and the servants at home had already prepared the meal.

After Zhao Si hurriedly enjoyed it, the maid of the house prepared hot bath water for Zhao Si and prepared to bathe Zhao Si to wash away the fatigue and hard work of the day.

"Master, please bathe!" The maid bowed and saluted and stripped off her clothes for Zhao Si.

"Forget it, I'll do it myself!" Zhao Si looked down, he was a little angry in recent days, but if he thought about it carefully, he had been adrift at sea for so long, and Zhao Si was really not good at being a strong man locking a man, and he could only waste his good days.

Now that it's hard to get ashore and land, it seems that there is nothing wrong with enjoying yourself?

"Forget it, I won't be on duty tomorrow anyway!" Zhao Si comforted himself and called the handmaidens who were about to leave, and threw himself into the gentle township with peace of mind.

Following......

Zhao Si got up early in the morning again, raised his eyes to see that the sky was still a little dark, and was just about to get up and suddenly remembered that he didn't have his own value today, the first emperor didn't take a roll call, and caught up with Lang Zhongling's monthly vacation, he didn't have a shift in the past two days, and he didn't have to get up to work in the morning at all, and he was lying in bed again.

Tossing and turning on the bed for a while, until the sky was bright, Zhao Si stretched his waist and got up from the bed, and the maid had already prepared Zhao Si's toiletries.

Halfway through washing, a maid knocked at the door.

"Master, General Wang is here!"

"General Wang? Which General Wang? Before Zhao Si remembered Wang Li, Wang Li's loud voice had already sounded outside.

"Zhao Si, Zhao Shuchang, Zhao Shilang, I'm looking for you......"

As soon as he heard that it was Wang Li, Zhao Si hurriedly pushed the door out and went straight to the outer courtyard, only to see Wang Li standing in the outer courtyard in a strong suit.

"You are resting today, but you have free time, you and I are hunting in the wild, and we will not return if we are not drunk!" Wang Li is a typical person who loves to play and loves to play, and he likes to fight even if he can't hit a few prey......

"The voice is really loud, separated by two courtyards......" Zhao Si rolled his eyes and patted Wang Li's shoulder.

"I'm resting, and you're resting today?"

"Non-stop."

As soon as Zhao Si heard it, he knew that Wang Li was looking for his father to approve the leave slip again.

"Your father will allow you to go out of the camp?" Zhao Si asked in surprise.

Wang Ben is in charge of Wang Li's management very tightly, usually except for Xiu Mu, Wang Li is not allowed to leave the camp, Wang Li is now in Lantian, just under his father's nose, it can be said that the boring egg hurts.

It wasn't until Zhao Si went to Lantian and was ordered to farm that Wang Li took advantage of Zhao Si's excuse to ask for leave to go out often, after all, he was ordered to farm...... Everything is based on Zhao Si.

"I said that there is something to ask you for, and my father will approve it." Wang Li said with a smile.

"If you want to say that, I really have something to ......do," Zhao Si smiled.

"Have you eaten it? I didn't eat a single dish before I got up. Zhao Si pulled Wang Li directly to the pavilion in the courtyard, and the subordinates hurriedly presented a few futons on the case, and the two of them sat down.

"What's the matter?" The king left the mouth and asked.

"I don't have fifteen acres of land, I'm going to take care of it myself, you can get me some seeds. I need all kinds of grain seeds, some mulberry trees have been moved, and some rice seeds, and now some vegetable and fruit seeds have been brought over to me. ”

The maid had already brought the morning snack and broth, Zhao Si said as he ate.

Zhao Si's current fifteen hectares of land, he plans to build an agricultural cultivation garden.

The high yield of sweet potatoes, potatoes and corn is clearly influenced by the aura of Puyu, and Zhao Si has no reason not to develop and utilize it.

What grains, vegetables, melons and fruits, all planted, you must know that the current grain, including vegetables and fruits, has not been completely domesticated, and the yield and growth capacity are far from the future generations.

With the influence of the aura of jade, it can completely induce these grains to transform.

Wheat, rice, these two things are much more important than sweet potatoes and potatoes, if they can be transformed, it will be of greater significance to Daqin.

Combined with the staggering yields of sweet potatoes, potatoes and corn, Zhao Si felt that doubling the current yield of wheat and rice should not be a big problem.

"You can send your subordinates and concubines to cultivate the fields at home, or you can give them to the heads of Shiwu Qian, why do you have to manage them yourself? It's really not okay to go back and help you plant when my family is farming, why do you need to work so hard, and this is not a good time to farm...... Growing rice here is laborious, and it takes a lot of effort to irrigate the paddy fields, and it is still important to hunt in the countryside. Wang Li replied seriously.

"You don't understand...... I'm farming for the sake of the Qin State and for Your Majesty! Zhao Si shook his head.

Just kidding, Zhao Si himself is not short of food and clothing, let alone money to spend, the reason why he is so concerned about this kind of thing is purely for the sake of his family and country.

Saying a thousand things and ten thousand can't change the fact that during the Qin Dynasty more than 2,000 years ago, crops were not completely domesticated and agricultural production was poor.

The key is that Zhao Si's jade aura can just be influenced, if sweet potatoes, potatoes and corn are the lower limit of the Great Qin Empire, then the five grains and rice are the upper limit of the Great Qin Empire.

In addition to the fact that the world has not yet been fully developed, the grain has not been completely domesticated is also the key reason, and the most important thing is that the domestication of grain in the feudal era is really based on a hundred years, not a day's work.

"Wow!" Wang Li was taken aback, he wanted to say something weird, but after thinking about it carefully, Zhao Si didn't seem to have said anything empty words, so he had to nod.

"Cheng, then I'll help you get seeds, if you don't have manpower, just tell me, you need to tell you, if you rush to farm in this season, you have to plant some messy things, probably not making ends meet."

"Don't worry."

With the aura of Puyu, even if you throw seeds on the ground, you won't be able to make ends meet, besides, Zhao Si is not thinking about making money.

"In that case, help me prepare after eating, I was going to go to the market to buy it. But the seeds in the market are certainly not as complete as yours. Zhao Si said with a smile.

"That's it!" Wang Li was noncommittal.

This is the case of the great aristocracy of this era, and the goods of the aristocratic industrial park will even exceed the scale of the variety of goods in the market.

After saying this, the two of them ate with peace of mind.

After a while, after eating and wiping clean, King Zhao Si got up and prepared to set off with the two of them.

"By the way, you said that you were looking for something about me, what is it? It can't be a reason to coax your father to let you go out, right? Zhao Si wiped his mouth and asked casually.

"How could I be?" With that, Wang Li took out a stack of paper from his arms.

"No, the paper you said came out." Wang Li handed a wad of paper full of inferior fibers and rough texture to Zhao Si.

Zhao Si was overjoyed when he heard this, took the brown paper, and rubbed it slightly.

The texture was rough and the fibers were too large, Zhao Si shook it a few times, and a piece of paper had already cracked several pieces.

It is also relatively brittle...... Both ductility and softness are extremely lacking.

"Wait a minute......

Zhao Si ordered the maid to take pen and ink and write on it, and then quietly watched the ink stain.

"Unexpected!" Zhao Si looked at the handwriting that had become a ball of ink and nodded.

It's barely enough to have the ability to carry ink, at least carefully consider it, so as not to come out of your back, but the ink smudge is relatively large...... The words have to be written relatively large, and it is very easy to blur, and the words will be messy when they look good.

In summary, it is not good for writing, but if it is used to wipe the buttocks, except that it may be a little rough, it should not be a big problem.

Of course, you have to stack a few of them together, otherwise you will accidentally break them.

It can be seen that the raw material is still hemp.

And it's only been a little over a month since the last failure, and the speed of production is too fast, which leads to such poor quality.

"Go back and tell them, don't be in a hurry, change the wood and bamboo to try, and put the time to 100 days and 200 days, don't wait for a month or two." Zhao Si opened his mouth to explain to Wang Li.

In ancient times, papermaking was not in a hurry, but if you want to make good paper, the time is slow, and you don't know how long it will last just by soaking. The more thoroughly you soak it, the more scattered and rotten the fibers will be, and the better the quality of the paper you will make.

If you want to produce good paper on a large scale in a month, that's a fool's dream.

"That's it......" Zhao Si thought for a moment and said.

"Twenty gold from home!" Zhao Si instructed his subordinates, and within a moment, the subordinates offered twenty taels of gold.

"When you go back, you have to put it in the place of the warmakers, and tell them that you only need to make paper that satisfies me, and that the twenty taels of gold are theirs, and let them look at them day and night, so that they may ponder and ponder, and do not be anxious! In addition, I will also go back to His Majesty's paper-making alone, and find a way to get some titles for them, so that in the future, several of them will be in charge of paper-making, and there is no need to do other duties. Zhao Si said.

The main Zhao Si is no longer in Lantian now, and this papermaking is not the job of the craftsmen, and even if the credit is made, it will fall on Zhao Si's head, and it is inevitable that the craftsmen are eager and not attentive enough.

It's also easy to spark their motivation and creativity, titles, money, and give them a space to make things without distractions.

Although this batch of paper is of inferior quality, it is obvious that the steps proposed by Zhao Si are not wrong, and then, you only need to honestly follow this step for trial and error to make a qualified paper that can be used.

It is inevitable that paper will replace bamboo slips, and Zhao Si can be said to hate bamboo slips.

Zhao Si believes that his handwriting is not good enough, at least more than half of the reason is due to the inconvenience of writing bamboo slips.

Now Zhao Si and Wang Li are already two departments, and if they instruct that group of craftsmen to be inconvenienced, they must report to the top.

This group of craftsmen has production experience, has trial and error, and can save a lot of time, as for whether this group of craftsmen stay in Lantian or be transferred to Lang Zhongling, it depends on the negotiation between Meng Yi and Wang Ben.

After all, the credit for making paper is really not small...... Zhao Si didn't care about this thing, Meng Yi and Wang Ben just had to make a decision, he just wanted the blank paper to come out as soon as possible, so as to save his bad calligraphy.

(End of chapter)